When I arrived outside the courtyard gate, I felt that the crackling sound was even clearer, but it turned out that the people were too happy, and there was just a firecracker business nearby, which actually moved out the firecrackers in the warehouse and put them up.

The children were laughing and running, which was even more lively than during the New Year.

Whether it is an adult or a child, the smile on his face is genuine and joyful from the heart.

For the common people, there is nothing more tangible than peace and stability without war.

And they did not ask for much.

Ji Shuya couldn't say what she felt in her heart, but her smile deepened little by little. It wasn't until there was movement behind her that she turned her head and smiled.

It was the nurse who heard the movement and also hugged the nurse out. Ji Shuya smiled and reached out to take her over and held her in her arms.

At her current age, she likes to be lively the most, and she was a little afraid of the sound of artillery at first, but she was held in Ji Shuya's arms, and she was the most relieved, and after a while, she was not afraid. Pointing to the children who were running around laughing in the sound of firecrackers, he said in a milky voice, "Mother, fire!" Fire! In his tone, there was only full of joy, not half fear, and after a while, he even clapped his little hands and giggled.

Ji Shuya's face was pale, but her joy seemed to be able to infect her, and she couldn't help laughing, the brilliant fireworks seemed to bloom in her eyes, and they were extremely gorgeous.

Through the fire tree and silver flowers, she is so beautiful, like a dream, and it becomes not very real.

Xu is gaze was too eager, Ji Shuya suddenly raised her eyes, her gaze passed through the crowd in front of her, and the sparks from firecrackers, and looked at the opposite street.

The persimmon tree at the corner of the street was half-hidden under the snow only a few shriveled red persimmons, and in the dim light, the snow white reflected the orange red, but it was also extraordinarily bright.

But it can't compare to the man standing under the persimmon tree, which is dazzling.

Even if he is just an ordinary cotton robe, even if he is thin and pale, even a pair of eyes are deeply cut, but he is still as tall as a pine, smiling with a bright moon and breeze.

Like a snowstorm, in the depths of memory, Mr. Huailiu, who was like a conversation, pulled back from the other end of time and space.

At some point, snowflakes fell from the sky again.

Swept by the wind, one or two flowers floated into her eyes, burned by her body temperature, and wet the corners of her eyes.

The snow is getting heavier.

People began to stop the laughter, and each sought out his family and went home together. He walked towards her by the light of the lamp, against the snowflakes in the sky. Standing in front of her with a smile, "I'm back." I thought, I have to come back, by your side. ”

That sentence was vague, but it hit the heart directly, Ji Shuya looked up at him, and more snow flakes flew into her eyes, melted, condensed, and finally turned into a tear, which slid down from the corner of her eye.

But it seemed to fall on his heart, burning the tip of his heart, a trance sighed in his ears, he raised his hand, the cold fingertips gently swept the corners of her eyes, and his voice was smiling, "I still love to cry like when I was a child." ”

The fireworks dispersed, and the snow fell silently.

The couple standing in the snow were silently opposed.

It reveals an indescribable poignancy that makes people involuntarily look back.

Behind him, a neighbor who was walking home and living in the same alley muttered, "That's Grandma Zhou's family, right?" ”

"That's for sure." Otherwise, where can the one in front of everyone be so intimate?

"I heard that it was a foot merchant, but he never appeared, and I didn't dare to ask, if it was this chaos and something happened outside. Fortunately, this is back. ”

"I must have heard that there was a mess in this Fengjing City, so I rushed back, and look, what kind of weight has been lost. can be regarded as a loving and righteous person. ”

In this world, there is probably more kindness than malice.

Those words, with the sound of the wind, were sent into the ears. Although it was a misunderstanding, no one wanted to explain it.

Ye Zhun even curled the corners of his mouth, misunderstanding, misunderstanding, this misunderstanding, it doesn't sound so bad.

Left and right, it can only be a misunderstanding.

"It's snowing heavily, it's cold outside, let's go inside!" As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and took the girl from her bosom.

Ji Shuya seemed to raise her hand and wanted to take the child back, but she didn't move after all.

He held the child in his arms and took the first step, only with a subtle delay.

She looked behind him a few times, and when he noticed that she had not followed, she stopped to look back, and then she collected her heart, grabbed the corner of her skirt, and chased after her.

The night is deep, and the snow is still quietly sprinkled.

Nan Nan was already asleep, and Ji Shuya stood under the porch, looking up at the sky that was constantly snowing.

Suddenly, the door behind her slammed, and she turned her head to see the piano retreating from the room.

She was covering the door with one hand, and with the other, she wiped it from the corner of her eye.

This man is a cold lord by himself.

Ji Shuya had never seen any expression other than her expressionlessness, whether it was laughing or crying.

Just raised her eyes, looking at each other, her eyes were red.

Ji Shuya's eyes darkened for two minutes, lowered her eyes, as if she didn't see it, and handed the tray in her hand up, a white porcelain stew pot on it, still steaming, "I stewed sweet soup for him, he likes to eat sugar, it's okay?" ”

Qin Qingran was silent and shook her head, but said in a dumb voice, "It's better for grandma to send it in!" After that, he turned his head and left, and the back, lined with heavy snow, was indescribably lonely.

Ji Shuya's eyes flashed twice, before she turned her head and pushed the door in.

The room is very warm, and with the hot air on his face, there is also his smiling face, and a light laughing voice that he has not heard for many years, "When I smell it, it is the taste I love to eat, or Xiaoya knows my taste." After leaving Huaiyang for so many years, what I miss most is this taste. ”

As he spoke, Ji Shuya had already put the stew pot on the table, and he was not polite, and when he sat down closer, he scooped a spoonful with a spoon and put it into his lips, with some impatience, and after that, he sighed contentedly, "That's right, that's the taste." ”

Raising his head, his narrow eyes seemed to have fallen into a sea of stars, shining very brightly.

Ji Shuya smiled slightly, "If you like it, eat more!" The sister-in-law you are looking for is good at making Huaiyang cuisine, what do you want to eat, even if you let her make it every day. ”

Ye Zhun didn't look at her for a moment, his eyes seemed to be dim, but they lit up again, and the stars and the sea were all in his eyes.

After a moment, he was dumb and said, "Okay." ”

With just a good word, he silently lowered his head and drank his sweet soup quietly.

There was only one good word, and Ji Shuya was also silent, standing quietly to the side and watching him drink soup.

The years are silent, only afraid of a moment.

Fengjing City is almost in order, and on this day, Pei Jinzhen is also ready to take Brother Sheng'er to say goodbye to the emperor and queen, and go back to the Jing'an Hou Mansion.

After a few days, Brother Sheng finally became familiar with Pei Jinzhen again, and he was no longer as rusty as he was at the beginning.